[ There goes Jade's dad. Yato imagined Mr. Wolf would be a lot of things, but none of them were that.
With Bigby gone, the entire room seems bigger, and a little bit colder. Yato sits up, a couple chunks of table sliding off and clattering to the kitchen floor with a delicacy that borderlines parody after what just transpired. He'll feel a bruise or two in the morning, but it's nothing to write home about. All things considered, he could be worse off. Much worse off.
He gives Jade a nod -- thank you -- and absently sweeps away a fragment of mug by her knee before addressing Elizabeth. After all the shouting, his voice now is low and small. ]
Yato. Sorry about the table. And the cup. [ Pause. ] I took some bread, too.
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With Bigby gone, the entire room seems bigger, and a little bit colder. Yato sits up, a couple chunks of table sliding off and clattering to the kitchen floor with a delicacy that borderlines parody after what just transpired. He'll feel a bruise or two in the morning, but it's nothing to write home about. All things considered, he could be worse off. Much worse off.
He gives Jade a nod -- thank you -- and absently sweeps away a fragment of mug by her knee before addressing Elizabeth. After all the shouting, his voice now is low and small. ]
Yato. Sorry about the table. And the cup. [ Pause. ] I took some bread, too.